Bali: Nusa Penida
I stood there on the soothing and relaxing beach at 6 ‘o'clock in the morning. In contradiction, the sea seemed rather angry. Unleashing stronger and bigger waves at the beach each time. Our boat was just a little ahead, not too deep into the water. It seemed to be doing a little dance on the waves. Ropes were tied from the boat to the beach to keep the boat under control and help people climb on board. With slippers in one hand and the assisting rope in the other I carefully made my way through the waves to the boat. The cold water tickled me and schools of fish swam right in front of me. With the help of the crew members I finally climbed aboard. The boarding process was occasionally paused as tide grew rough, strong and tall. After a rather long wait, all members were aboard. The engines roared and we set sail. The waves crashed, engines roared and people chattered and I slowly drifted off to sleep. After about half an hour the speakers barked. Alas! We h...